[Linderel]'s diary
Photoshop is stupid. <_<
Having a cold is stupid, too. I was trying to make my first proper manip today but didn't have the patience for Photoshop. Bleh. They should install Gimp on uni computers.
Holyfuckwhat?
Comment before I start liking this more than it deserves. :P
Look, I will say, give me that knife
and I will peel myself like a ripened apple
red-cheeked, bleeding my heart's juice
all over trembling fingers and I will
strip, cut and slice
until there is nothing left
but for a whisper of bare skin and bones
and seeds that will never grow
without the blood of my sacrifice, the ashes
of my core, the heart
that yielded none of its secrets
and kept all of its loves.
It's a beautiful day for starting preparations for the new term. I've now marked in my calendar the dates and times for those classes I'll be taking for sure, and am going to try and talk with some of my teachers about my missing credentials later this week. Tomorrow, if possible. Also going to buy a sports pass for both terms - I intend to start going to the gym, hopefully a tad more regularly than I did in the spring. And then there's a newly opened stack of post-its for daily/weekly to-do lists. This week, aside from the already mentioned items, I'm supposed to do laundry, clean up my room and get another, bigger cactus to replace the ivy I let die last year. Then, if I have time and inspiration, I'll perhaps write a bit and play with Photoshop CS on one of the school computers. I still have those photomanip ideas, see.
Yeah. As homesick as I am inevitably going to be, it's good to get back to studying.
In other news, yay for signing up on courses... finally! I'll have to discuss some courses with their respective teachers because I might lack the credentials from previous ones, but at least I've signed up for those that I need to repeat all of. Plus the Pronunciation course for this term.
...that was horrible English. I'm going back to bed. <_<
Screw everything to hell.
No, don't ask; don't comment anything. Let's just say that the world is not making a whole lot of sense right now, and neither am I. And we'll leave it at that.
Written about Wednesday 2009-08-26
Written: (5569 days ago)
Playing with my dad's old Asahi Pentax this week. It's lovely :D
New poetry! Amg!
What is your rush, starlight child?
Stop and gaze up into the sky
your true heart-home
swallow the bitter words swelling on your tongue
and let yourself soar--
there, naught but a speck
on the dark velvet of night
revel in the joy of knowing
where you will always belong
the brightest star of them all.
---
Swaying in the heat of a summer breeze
the flower stands, unknowing
unaffected by the surrounding world
yet its petals a bright red
of spilled blood, a vivid reminder
that even the softest, sweetest things
like the silken touch of a flower's tips
are never as pure as they seem
---
New story, too! Shocking, I know. :D
Oh yeah, I forgot to brag.
Written about Thursday 2009-08-20
Written: (5575 days ago)
I have tiny metallic dragonfly-shap
They're going to bracelets, I think.
I'm feeling rather creative again. No promises, but you might be able to expect a few stories and maybe even a photomanip or two in the near future and not be terribly disappointed.
Oh, also, for all those who haven't yet:
participate in the Bird Contest!
Sometimes I feel like I don't really have a personality of my own and instead am busy trying to fit into other people's moulds. It's like I want so badly to be liked, and remain liked, by others that I have no backbone. I feel empty. Who am I, really?
Written about Tuesday 2009-08-18
Written: (5577 days ago)
I now own this t-shirt. =^___^=
Written about Sunday 2009-08-16
Written: (5579 days ago)
*hath returneth* Will have photos up at some point.
Off to Norway now. Behave, have fun, and don't miss me too much. :) I'll be back on Sunday.
6 hrs 55 mins until my plane leaves. Holy shite. *flailage*
Saw a dragonfly today. It kindly stayed put long enough for me to whip out my camera and take a couple of photos. <URL:stuff/
Written about Saturday 2009-08-08
Written: (5587 days ago)
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